Avoiding Justin.

Avoiding Justin. Part two :)

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Part 2

Lucinda POV

“Dad? Oh my gosh, your home!” I yelled, running into his strong arms.

“Hey sweetheart.” He greeted hugging me, I hugged him back. “How are you?”

“Good, good, I actually totally forgot that you guys were coming back today, so much has been going on lately, it’s crazy.”

“Obviously not too much, considering you haven’t land a movie in a while.” My dad stated pulling away from the hug, the smile dropped from my face.

“Dad, come on, you know why.” He nodded his head.

“I know, I’m sorry, so how is your mum anyways?” You see a year and a bit ago when I first started dating Justin, my mum was diagnosed with breast cancer.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Worst from what I told you a couple of days ago, but can we drop it and just talk about something else?” I asked sitting down at the table cross from the kitchen.

I wouldn’t say my house is small but it isn’t exactly big either, just in between, I mean I know famous and all and have A LOT of money but I don’t feel the need to have a huge house, like Justin and Derek’s, I mean, man their house is HUUGGGEEE.

“Sure, Carin should be here in a second with dinner.” My dad implied sitting across from me.

“Cool, what are we having?” I asked crossing my arms on top of the table.

“Chinese.”

 Once Carin arrived home with the food, we all dug in. “So what ‘did you do’ whilst we weren’t here to visit?” Carin asked me, enthusing the words ‘did you do.’

You see even though they were both on tour with Justin and that, they still made the effort to come home every two or three weeks, even if it was just for two days, just to check up on me, no matter how many times I told them not to.

 “Well since you guys had my best friend with you, I met a new friend named Christian Beadles, he’s actually one of Justin’s good friends.” I replied, just before shoving my spoon of fired rise into my mouth.

Carin gave me a smirk; I just pretended to not see it. She thinks I still love/like Justin, which I don’t, No matter how many times I tell her but she still begs to differ.

“He’s 15 and an actor, pretty good one at that too. I met him briefly last year on one of the movies I was on. Yeah well, he was an extra, I have no idea why though, like I said he’s pretty good actor. Well anyways I was at the ice cream shop down the road and I bumped into him, turns out he lives here now, and well I don’t know we just started hanging out.” I finished shoving some more fired rice into my mouth.

“Ohhhh does someone have a crush on Christian?” My dad asked in a childish voice. I started chocking on a prawn.

“What? No what’s wrong with you, we’re just friends, and if it were anything I’m going for Jaden Smith.” My dad and Carin gave me a weird look.

“He’s way too young for you.” My dad implied shaking his head. I let out a laugh.

“Dude, I was only kidding.”

“Dude, that wasn’t funny.” My dad said mocking the word dude. “And you use the word dude to much, I think it’s time you made some friends that are girls.” He added.

“Pfft, I ... I have friends that are girls ...” I said slowly looking down at my food. Oh what am I kidding no I don’t, well not ones that im close with anyways.

“Name one.” Carin demanded, smirking.

“Umm well . . .” I trailed off, think Luce, think! “Selena … Yeah that’s right … Selena Gomez.”

“Oh really?” My dad asked sitting back in his chair.

“Yeah oh really dad … like ... If I wasn’t her friend then how would I know that she’s on her way here ... To Atlanta. Not that I saw it on TMZ or anything because I didn’t, she- she told me, yeah.”

“I’m sure she did.” My dad said with an amused look on his face.

“She did, and I’ll even prove to when ... she gets here.” Oh what am I getting myself into? How am I possibly going to get the girl whose dating Justin, the boy I’m avoiding, to hang out with me without bring Justin with her or having him wanting to tag along? I mean them two are like magnets always attracting each other. It’s Crazy. “Anyways I’m going to bed, I had long day being with my FAN’S because I owed it to them, and then tomorrow I’m hanging with DEREK my best friend, and I might even call SELENA, because you know we’re friends and all, ha-ha.” Oh geez im losing it.

“Okay night Lucinda.” My dad said waving me off. I gave both him and Carin a half wave before sprinting up to my room.

UGHHHHH I am an idiot, I could’ve said Demi lovato or Taylor Swift or someone, but no I just had to say Selena, my Ex’s boyfriend’s girlfriend. Gosh and now I’m going to have to try to get her away from Justin so I can hang out with her and prove to my dad that I do after all have some girl friends, or maybe I should just come clean and tell him that I don’t and that I lied. Oh no way, no, no, no way am I doing that, I can’t let him have the satisfaction of winning.

I sighed turning my Laptop on and jumping onto twitter. Hmm if I tell Derek about all of this, he’ll probably tell me I’m stupid or something and be like my dad and ask who my girl friends are, nah he wouldn’t would he?

@LuceBraun: “Lonnnnggggg day, but it was fun meeting some of y’all down here in ATL. We should do it again sometime soon, yeah? ;)”

I retweeted a couple of fans and then stalked my way onto Christian’s page and saw that he tried to tweet me.

@LittleCBeadles: “@LuceBraun Hey Luce call me in the morning yeaooing to have andh? So we can plan something and hang out again.”

And of course I replied.

@LuceBraun: “@LittleCBeadles SURE BABE ;P talk to you then, night. Xx”

 Now this might have our Fans thinking we’re dating, oh well, I’ll tell them we’re not when they start asking questions.

I grabbed some pajama shorts and a long t-shirt, that just happens to belong to Justin, and jumped into my comfortable, soft bed.

So what if I still wear his t shirt? It’s his fault he left it here and I must admit I look pretty good in it ... not that I’m stuck up like that or anything, because I’m not.

I don’t know but I do know for sure that I don’t like him like that anymore but seriously though I don’t know why I still wear it, I guess it’s just become a habit.

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